Maybe I am supposed to take it simple
Maybe I feel like I don’t have a djudgement
and this is not a good time to spreadout my sadness
and express how I feeel as usual, ...
DEAD, with their eyes to the foe,
Dead, with the foe at their feet;
Under the sky laid low
Truly their slumber is sweet,
Though the wind from the Camp of the
Slain Men blow,
And the rain on the wilderness beat.